Summary: Hardness of Heart, Hope, Spiritual Awakening

Doug Fraley, my youth minister at Southland when I was around 7 years old taught me something about my conscience that I’ve never forgotten...He said our conscience is like a circle inside our heart and that circle is filled with a tightly fitting triangle...when we do something we know is wrong...the triangle spins and it’s edges rub against the circle...and we feel it...it causes us to feel uncomfortable with what we’ve done –

And then he said, “But if you keep doing the same thing over and over again you wear the edges off the triangle and you don’t feel uncomfortable with what you doing anymore.

If you’ve ever had a callous develop on your hand you know exactly what he’s talking about...when you first start digging with the shovel...or swinging the hammer your hands are soft, you rub them raw...you get a blister, but if you keep on digging and swinging eventually those soft hands build up calluses that keep you from feeling the pain.

I’m not sure how many battles he’d been in or how many men he’d killed or helped kill...I’m not sure how much blood he’d had on his hands...or how many horrible things he’d seen...but you do not become a centurion in the Roman army without experiencing your share of pain and death...you do not rise to this position of overseeing 100 soldiers with weakness or gentleness....staff sergeants in the Roman army were hard men, combat tested and proven...there was blood and death in their past and almost certainly in their future.

Rome would only have chosen those whose triangle had been rubbed smooth...with calloused hearts to oversee an execution squad.

The scourging had become common place to this soldier. The screams of agony and protest fell on deaf ears...He was accustomed to the cursing and obscenities...He’d heard them all as men died on a Roman cross...maybe the best way to describe his heart was “desensitized.” He’d seen what he could not un-see...over and over again.

The pain and abuse of this world has a way of doing that to the human heart...sin hardens us...pain is something we try to numb...addicts deal with it with a drug or bottle.

Soccer mom’s with a Macy’s card...businessmen with an affair...but numbness never provides hope...just a temporary “time out.”

Jesus always has a way of rebuilding the triangle, or turning a heart of stone into one of flesh...His love and grace are sharper than any Roman sword and able to penetrate the most calloused heart.

The eyes of the soldier had seen a lot of people die...His ears had heard a lot of pain...but His eyes had never seen a man die like Jesus...His ears had never heard silence when he expected cursing...He’d never witnessed the Son of God die before – and that changed his view from the foot of the cross.